Monthly archives: November, 2003

Tooth or Consequence

I bought some schnecken yesterday. I didn’t know what they were, but my sweet tooth assumed that a German pastry covered with nuts and icing couldn’t be all bad. Boy, Toothey, you sure got it right!

Aw Come On, It’s Gonna Be Great

Michael has a rule about chick flicks. We only see them at the theater on our anniversary. This works out well for us. I prefer watching chick flicks at home by myself anyway. I want to be able to cry unabashedly if the need should arise in me. Also, if I don’t drag my husband …

Cardinal Sin

I just started reading The Thorn Birds. It’s the book that inspired the steamy 1983 made for television mini-series of the same name. I haven’t read much of the book yet, but I adore the mini-series. The first time I watched it, I remember being afraid my mom would come into the room, catch me …

Good News and Bad News

Good News – I just wrote a nice long post. Bad News – I hadn’t hit the save button yet when Windows locked up. I lost the whole damn thing. Argh! Good News – I am rewriting it. Bad News – It won’t be exactly the same. Good News – I can insist the original …

Nostradamus and Me

I dreamed the other night of making bologna sandwiches. You’d think an oracle of my station would have much more interesting dreams. But, sadly, no. Just the sandwich thing, and a leaky roof dream. But, it occurs to me, maybe these dreams aren’t supposed to mean anything to me personally. Maybe I’m like Nostradamus, and …